Chapter 8 I assumed I was done for the day. I kind of hoped so because I was tired. My cock wasn't tired but the rest of me was. I rinsed off in the shower again, got dressed and headed out of the locker room. As I walked through the door Anna was running towards me crying. She almost knocked me down and I grabbed onto her as she sobbed. "Anna, what's wro...
When Joy and Chantelle spotted the two chaps as they walked into the bar they both looked at each other and smiled. Chantelle instinctively moved her hands to arrange her luscious cleavage in her black lacy bra – just showing in the open neck of her red blouse. She looked over at Chantelle in her skimpy white top over a blue micro-skirt with the reflection o...
I've told you to draw me a warm bath with a lot of bubbles. You obey. You are bound to my orders and must follow my every command and desire. Standing in the middle of the room, I have you undress me. Slowly, undoing the buttons on my silk dress. They flow from the nape of my neck all the way to my ass. You see, this is a 'special' dress. The front is made...
She waits. Wants to wait for him. He is in her now, under her skin, in her bloodstream, the captor of her heart and soul. The true reason she lives and breathes. She feels momentary guilt that her life is focused on her love for him, others just there to take care of, nurture, surround her with their presence. They are merely the daily realities of her life...
Hello, my name is Steven, I’m 36, 5’10 medium build, brown hair, slightly receding hair line, green eyes, average manhood, I am married to Claire, she is 30, 5’2, (34-22-34) long mousy blonde hair, blue eyes, and we have been married for 7 years, we have 4 children, and she still has her figure. It all started last Thursday, after I had been to the rugby cl...
This one day I come in from the office and call out to you. "I'm in the bath," I hear you reply. That's nice, I think. I go to the kitchen and open a bottle of wine and pour two glasses. In the bedroom I take off my coat and tie, unloosen my collar and go into the bath room with the glasses, sitting on the edge of the tub. You've been playing with the bubbl...
Author's note: All characters participating in or witnessing sexual encounters are 18 of age or older. ***** Begin::WeirdTrack: While He Slept Ch. 1 - BadDay; Start(WeirdTrack_BadDay(Intro)); There once was a girl and god loved her. Put like that it all seems so simple. Every life is so small and boring. No life is ever different. They think themselves u...
Prologue "I was raised by my maternal grandparents, after my mother proved she wasn't up to the task by bleeding out all over their guestroom bed. It was just minutes after I took my first breath. They never blamed me for her death. Grandmother's ire was reserved solely for the robotic midwife in attendance that day. She always had a hatred for robots and...
Chapter 1 Being a spare day in early spring, when the promise of summer hangs in the air and lifts spirits everywhere, I took to the riverbank to enjoy a little whimsy, to dream a little of the future. The river is my favourite place for such dreaming, with its curious mix of both everything and nothing going on. I can sit there for hours and not really see...
It's the middle of the night. I hear him slumbering restlessly beside me as I stare unblinking at the clock near the bed. It's 3 a.m....but I should know that without looking. I seem to have a knack for that...knowing the time that is...the hour...the minute...the second. I can't sleep. Why don't I have a knack for THAT? There are things that I could be do...